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7月 29, 2011

Crooks & Angels

The crooks thought they had the wrong girl 'cause she smiles like a fool, but --- can you blame her? This is her big break. Philosophies in her pockets. She held onto her childhood lullabies and her own lines to live by. We take chances to discover ourselves. Crashing police cars. Building underground hideouts. We may be falling, but --- it feels like we're only flying with broken wings. We're simply reviving ourselves.

I know I can have a price charming come rescue me, but --- do I need to be saved? I'm not like the girls who want to go to France; have a man magically be a part of me. Men can fall down the stairs and blow me make-believe kisses. It will not make me believe.

I put on my records and I sing like a broken melody. My voice falls apart like a burning doll. Lullabies reborn and there's something awful I can't seem to shake off; faith itself fulfills the secret missions we plant inside of our own heads.

The crooks thought they had the wrong girl 'cause her world is no longer upside down, but --- can you blame her? She changed along with the seasons. Boys who are dusty toys; they swim in their own ocean. Their own paradise ---

我的霓虹搖籃曲

It’s funny when you can be surrounded by people and still feel alone. You feel excluded from everyone else. Maybe you don’t know the language. Maybe you don’t have family around here. Maybe you’re single on foreign land. Maybe, just maybe, you haven’t truly lived your life till now. You wonder, is it worth it? You start to use your other side of the brain. You start to say hello to the Natives. You open yourself up to unfamiliar costumes. You meet people who later on become your friends and perhaps, family. Sometimes you must feel so uncomfortable to the point you want to jump out of your own skin before you can truly appreciate the new life you have given yourself. Believe me, it’s so worth it.